Beyond Chosen: The Alpha Fated Mate

Intimidating Alpha

~Elvira~

The walk to the mansion was silent.

I kept my eyes down, but noticed high sensory cameras tucked into the oak branches, their red lights blinking.

Silverblade had a huge security network.

The pack house was a large mansion built with limestone, beautiful but intimidating.

Inside, the place was filled with the presence of patrolling warriors.

We stopped at a door labeled OFFICE.

The guard knocked, and Gabriel’s voice barked from within.

"Enter."

The guard shoved me inside and left, closing the door behind him.

I was alone with Alpha Gabriel.

He sat behind a desk of polished wood reading a stack of reports.

The office felt powerful, expensive, but cold, there were no family photos or personal items.. and a big window overlook the territory.

I stood there on trembling legs, waiting for him to notice me.

Finally, he stood up.

His powder-blue shirt showed the bulk of his shoulders as he walked around the desk toward me, he stopped close enough for me to feel the heat coming off his skin, his nostrils flared as he caught my scent and gaze moved over me.

When his eyes reached my chest, his brow pinched in irritation.

"Hope you had a good night's rest," he said.

"It was cold, and I didn't sleep at all," I snapped my exhaustion overriding my caution.

"Are you implying my pack lacks hospitality?" He arched a brow.

"I’m grateful I wasn't killed," I replied.

"But 'hospitable' isn't the word I'd use for a bare floor and no water."

Gabriel reached out, his fingers hooked under my chin to tilt my face up.

The touch sent heat straight through me...my body responded instantly.

My n*****s hardened perking noticeably on my tank top, through the bond I felt a brief flash of his own attraction before he masked it with a sneer.

"Do you enjoy walking around without a bra?" he asked.

"Or is this another rogue tactic to distract me?"

Heat rushed to my cheeks.

I quickly crossed my arms over my chest, mortified.

"They're uncomfortable and I didn't think I'd be standing in an Alpha’s office today."

He stepped back and leaned on his desk.

"What's your name?"

"Elvira Bradford," I said, using my mother’s maiden name. I refused to give him a trail leading back to my stepfather.

"And your pack?" he pressed.

"I’d rather not say... I want nothing to do with them."

A snarl ripped from his throat.

"You think you’re in a position to make demands? You are a trespasser. I am the Alpha. You will answer every question I ask, or I will ensure your stay here becomes worse."

He moved towards me, his wolf pushing to the surface but then his phone rang.

He barked a greeting into the receiver.

As the person on the other end spoke, the color drained from his face replaced by rage.

"Are you sure?" he asked as his grip tightened on the phone. "Get the security teams ready."

He slammed the phone down and looked back at me with unfocused eyes.

"I’ll deal with you later," he said.

"Don't leave this room!"

He hurried out the door, leaving me alone in the silent office.

I released a long breath and felt my pulse slow down, I was safe for the moment, but the look on his face told me that whatever news he had just received, trouble was coming and maybe I was caught right in the middle of it...